User blog comment:Logalog Nombolo/The Treasures of Drow De/@comment-3135907-20120229214523/@comment-25220117-20130514192852

''Akhmaret, furious at the loss off both his dinner and his gold, which he had successfully used as bait many times before, skulks in the bloodstained sand. Raising his glistening pincers to the sky in anger, the scorpion watched his food slowly drift away on the tide. Let them hide their heads while they still have them. He knows this land well. He would find them''